Rocket (an acrostic poem)

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Racing up through the atmosphere

On a giant plume of flame

Carrying a massive amount of explosive materials

Knowing a single spark in the wrong place could be disastrous

Ending everything in the blink of an eye

That view though, once the blue sky faded, always made it worth it

Giant (an acrostic poem)

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Go big or go home they always say

It made Stacie feel weird to be looking down at those around her

Admittedly most of her life she had been on the opposite end of that

Needing a stepstool to be eye to eye with their kneecaps

The fact she now stood on a mountain of money, well it made the view that much richer